Archive for July, 2012

Mom Always Said…

Friday, July 27th, 2012

Mom always said, “once you hit 30, time goes really really fast.” Well, maybe she only said it a few times, but DAMN IT, she wasn’t kidding!

It’s like a rollercoaster. You go CLICK, CLICK, CLICK steadily and slowly up the incline of life, and then BING! BAM! WOOOSH! Welcome to a new $%#*N decade!

Back when “Thirtysomething” debuted on ABC, I remember thinking, who the heck wants to watch a show about people in their thirties (you know, those OLD people) eeek! Now, I look back and I’d love to be 30 again — or beam me back to 13 for that matter! Yeah, if you know me & this blog by now, you know I’d go back and try to enjoy every fun-filled insane moment just a bit more.

(ITALIAN LESSON: roller coaster = montagne russe)

Short and sweet today, so thanks for stopping by — please feel free to continue my mini photo journey below (featuring Nan, Poppa, Mom & Me) or share a comment about what age you’d go back to (if you would). I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Be sure to share “YOUR” decade below in the comments section. GRAZIE!

Tomatoes & Other Sweet Simple Pleasures

Wednesday, July 18th, 2012

“A world without tomatoes is like a string quartet without violins.” ~Laurie Colwin

There are many proud moments in the life of an Italian family, but one of the sweetest is when the baby of the brood selects and picks their very first ripe and juicy homegrown tomato.

Since these plants are grown with pure love, this event must be properly documented and proudly shared with the cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, the neighbors, the local butcher, cobbler, cheesemonger, tailor and funeral director. Upon viewing the photo, all will most likely throw their hands in the air and happily shout, BRAVO BRAVO!

ITALIAN LESSON: Tomato = Pomodoro

I recently came across this photo of a little me in our New Jersey garden, and I remember my Mom and Dad sharing the “first picked” memory with me. Ahhh…the simple things, right?

This reminded me of a few more of life’s simple pleasures, like:

  • Running through the sprinkler like your pants were on fire – whoo hoo!
  • Showing off your bright blue tongue after eating a bomb-pop
  • Twirling yourself around and around in the grass until you crash, so you gaze up at the sky, which is now revolving around your head like a 45!
  • Laughing so hard you pee your pants (hey, that still happens to me now!)

    Yes, the simple things in life are often our finest moments. I could go on and on with many more, but I’d love to hear a few of yours, so share in the comments section below, per favore.


  • 1095 days of Madness!

    Wednesday, July 11th, 2012

    Madness Mom & Me just turned 3!

    Even though I’ve been writing snippets about my madcap family for about a decade, my little Madness blog found its home on the web three years ago. Now that 3 is here, I thought I’d mention a few of my favorite posts, and provide a glimpse into a few upcoming zany-but-true stories. As always, Madness is written with AMORE no matter how crazy the times seemed, it’s all about La Famiglia and the fun times we shared.


    A few faves:

    First up “Joe Pesci is my third cousin, you gotta F*%#!n’ problem with that? even though I’ve never met this little firecracker, my Nan loved to tell me about this family tie.

    A true masterpiece performance in
    “Mom sticks her head in the oven!” Always cracked mom & me up!

    Dad’s 1975 Chevy Impala $3000.00.
    Gallon of gas .57 cents.
    Mom throwing a shoe/handbag/wallet out of the car at 35 mph — PRICELESS! In “Turn the car around, Dominic!”

    Because a little girl’s sketch of her dad stark naked is truly heart-warming, just like a Norman Rockwell painting. See “Ding-a-Lings at the Dover Library”

    Mom’s hilarious visit to the hospital really made for some giggles in “The Impatient Patient”.

    And because everyone deserves a good meltdown, Shaken Laptop Syndrome. All I can say is thank God for warranties!

    The ghosts of Madness future:

    Did you hear the one about the girl who pummeled another with a lawn goose? I’ll be sharing that good time.

    Mom got hit by a truck (and her “flying” groceries) or Mom vs. Truck a.k.a. My Mother is Superwoman!

    My aunts were are witches? (well, do houses burning down, heart attack spells & more “oops” occurrences count?)

    Maxwell’s Silver Hammer – all about one Irish, singing, guitar-playing and molto HOT Catholic priest!

    The day the Ouija board went on attack!

    Nostalgia – Yeah, I’m a total sucker, so expect plenty of retro with a twist.

    Silverfish at Ekstrom Street – Dom, let’s pack those @#$&^* bags!

    or at least something close to those titles….and plenty more stories about ITALIAN STUFF (yeah, that’s a very esoteric writer’s term)!

    Anyway, thanks for stopping by — I really appreciate it.

    Ciao & see ya soon!